Marrying the Virgin Widow (Senandung Dawn)
part 108's

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Shena who began to obey what was ordered by her husband also gave the small object in long form to Dawn, the man's hand shook when he saw what he had hoped for and he prayed in his heart.

"Line two, baby."

"Two what's one? The other one is not clear that loh," asked back Shena who saw again what is still in the grip of Dawn.

"We're out, let's get a clear doctor."

The dawn of her two eyes glazed with glass holding Shena's hand out of the toilet to the doctor's desk who was waiting for the results, he said, almost all three women were suspicious and thought about what the couple was doing in there for more than 30 minutes.

"Here, Doc." said Fajar, he gave a pregnancy test kit from his hand and then sat down next to Shena.

The Doker who no longer wears a mask is now very clearly visible smile concluded and it makes Dawn sure if his guess is right.

"Hows it? What is the result-?" asked the young master who felt even unable to continue his speech.

"Yes, young lady is pregnant, sir. But this is only a prediction of a pregnancy test, and for the results of the ultrasound, as we know just now if it is not yet clearly visible, can be estimated fetal age less than 6 weeks, he said, then it's --, "

BRAAAK..

The unconscious Shena almost fell if Fajr did not catch his body which is now inhabited by other creatures.

"Darling-, Doc!" the panicked Dawn cried, as did the doctor and the other two nurses.

Shena who was carried by Fajar towards the bed of the patient where he was examined earlier would also be helped by those there.

The doctor who examined asked Fajar to calm down because the man had now shed tears. Should be, the clear liquid was spilled because of the sense of having to get happy news not even caused panic to see Shena passed out like this.

"Darling, let's get up." beg Fajar who didn't take off his grip.

While the doctor is confused to explain Shena's current condition to her patient's husband.

"Doctor, let's say, my wife why?"

The doctor who once again asked Fajar to calm down began to follow, he took his breath slowly even though it still felt very tight.

"Miss' blood pressure is low, sir," replied the no less panicked doctor.

Slowly, Dawn that can be spoken slowly began to hear what the Doctor would say. The two were so serious about Shena's pregnancy while waiting for the woman to come to her senses.

Dawn answered all the doctor's questions very clearly. Starting from the age of Shena, his late condition until the trauma that his wife had felt.

The doctor understood and asked Fajar to bring Shena back in two weeks so that the results of the USG are really accurate, even if seen from a pregnancy test it is clear that it is positive.

"If Miss's condition is still limp, I suggest you stay one night, sir."

"Yes, Doc" replied Fajar resignedly.

After talking about many things, Shena was moved to the hospital room because she was limp not limp her husband did not want to take any risks.

"Come, Honey. Wake up" whispered Fajar who again shed his sad tears.

Oath for whatever sake, Dawn is more pleased to be disturbed about Shena's sometimes unexpected indistinct behavior, absurd answers and extraordinary actions that can not be guessed. All he enjoys without even once complaining because for the lasting of a relationship, of course God has prepared a partner who completes shortcomings and also perfects life.

No matter what other people judge Shena like, while not harming others he will consider the woman a complement to him.

"Shena-," called Dawn, who had been in the right ear several times without taking off his hand.

"Darling, Shena-, open your eyes! I beg you slowly it's okay" whispered Fajar who had hope.

It was visible from a small smile on the tip of his lips.

"A--," shena called quietly and it was in tandem with the arrival of two nurses.

"Yes, Honey. Aa here. Check it out first, Beautiful," replied Dawn who then kissed Shena's forehead before she pulled over to let the sisters do their job.

Shena who was limp and felt was floating in the air just quietly resigned even though she still grimaced when part of her hand had to be injected by one of the sisters.

"Sick," he said with a clear liquid that had descended to the side of his face until it hit the ears.

"Sir, did Miss eat?" ask Sister.

"My wife ate on the way here and it was a few hours ago" Fajar replied, looking at the timepiece on his wrist.

"Miss can eat first before taking the medicine yes, sir."

"All right, I'll give you a bribe later," said Fajar.

Two nurses came out after explaining the drugs that must be taken by Shena, he also explained and informed about the current state of the patient which was not much different from before, and that means that the blood pressure of Lee Rahardian's son-in-law is still far from normal.

"Shena what do you want to eat? so I can take medicine," asked Fajar because the wife could open her eyes a little.

"No laper, A', " replied Shena who refused the offer from her husband.

"Must eat, let there be power yes," please Fajar throw away his worry.

"Don't want to."

"You want rice ketek Phiu, hem?" the Dawn that was returned by the head still refused.

"I'm pregnant A'?" the question finally escaped from Shena's pale-looking mouth.

"Yes, you are pregnant, dear, " answered Dawn with a smile, she remembered again if there was a deposit of God in the womb of her great woman.

"We want to have children" he said with a difficult feeling guessed by Fajar.

"Yes, we're gonna be parents, are you happy?"

Shena just smiled, she had no answer to the question because she had never discussed the matter of the child with her husband all this time.

"Is there a baby here?" shena's almost inaudible murmur.

" Be good, yes, he is a gift that is being entrusted by God to us," said Fajar who understood very well with the expression of his wife's shock at this time because really this is very unexpected.

"It turns out that I'm pregnant, my stomach will be huge yes A' and it happens in a few more months" said Shena while rubbing her smooth stomach that is still flat.

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"Hem, you're right, honey. Congratulations to you, Senandung,"